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the mainstream?
Meek Mill leans forward into the
Glow of his computer screen
His expression unreadable behind a
Pair of gold sunglasses
It's April, well after two
addicted to that mary jane( I need mo)
Hey the first time you let me hit I really wasn't with it
Now look,I need your ass every minute
I wake up early
the town
And if by chance Marys found
They'll put her in rotation and go take turns out in town
Now they complaining that she loud
That's why she stays
of what you ain't
Well packaged to distribute to the masters
Plotted this since first grade classes
Class is elements of a classic
I've got evidence
across the nation
Funk Nation that is
That supported the album
My man Busta Rhymes
My man Grand Puba, check it
Ugh, yeah, Hit Dre in the house
My man
across the nation
Funk Nation that is
That supported the album
My man Busta Rhymes
My man Grand Puba, check it
Ugh, yeah, Hit Dre in the house
My man
or you've just heard
I need to think of somethin else, but look
You've just listened slash heard
The new three 6 mafia album, the "last 2 walk"
It's
somebody in this room!)
I hit the back window in search of any Nintendo
DVDs, plasma screen TVs in the trunk
We made a right, then made a left, then made
always fun
When it comes to nuts, I bust'em one by one
So what's the 4-1-1 hun
CHORUS
[Mary J. Blige]
Yeah nigga, what makes you better than the next
the bush
Find your lighter and get lit
I got Mary on my brain and I'm bustin' up a hit
Been in love since a teen
Have to kill me to make me quit
Smoke AK-47
ha)
Yo, can't really figure this clown out
Where is he from Jamaica, Queens, Cali or down south? (where you from?)
And I could let an LA gun hit
to
My school with a camera
I freestyled on his DVD for
A minute then after it hit the streets
I was known as K dot from Compton
Man Hootie probably was
Even if I made an album
With a Punjabi hit-squad
Clash me, I'll make you jump like Kris Kross
Make a man know, that I'm not a nimrod
And if you still
ha)
Yo, can't really figure this clown out
Where is he from Jamaica, Queens, Cali or down south? (where you from?)
And I could let an LA gun hit
who know me
Very well are like
"Are you sure you're ok?" But I
Really am i've never been
This happy i'm so proud of
This album i'm proud
Of myself and I
I ain't dropping stacks, I'm dropping knowledge
Unless it's for my nieces and nephews to go to college
And hit me on the phone, hit me up
Like
God given
This is hard livin', mixed with Cristal sippin'
It's the most consistent, Hov
Give you the most hits you can fit inside a whole disc
I promise you’ll be free
Mary Jane
Always there for me in my time of need
Mary Jane
So take a hit of that bud and come ride with me
Mary Jane
Always
hell when the sun hits the land
Walter and Fanny, they own the grocery that sells most all that you need
They've been up and working since way up before
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
the girl?
Only that we're gonna need a girl
Well, Mary-
Thanks, I don't perform except at dinner
Who wants to live in New York?
Who wants
but stuck
Nowhere to duck, pull his file, niggas die
By getting blasted, how drastic
They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do
I got
You said you're gonna get up off the couch
(you won't)
You said you're gonna put an album out
(you won't)
You said you're gonna go out on a limb
(you
[Hook]
You hear a lot of music, but it's boring
You hear a lot of flows, but don't enjoy 'em
You hear a lot of albums, and you snoring
But
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